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Stand Up Nucca Lyrics - Joe Budden - Joe Budden

[Joe Budden] 

Uh-huh... 

I just want everybody to kinda be clear.. 

Of what's takin place right now... 

It's not an introduction, it's more like a beginning... 

It's like the calm before the storm... 

I guess you can sorta call it, the rebirth... 

Or the birth period... it's the growth... 

For all my real niggaz... real people in general... 

It's never one-dimensional, it goes out to everybody... 

If you can though... just kinda take some time out... 

Relate to it 

 

For all my mans that died, with grams at they side 

Plans just to ride, gun jammed when he tried 

Ballers who never made it out the hood 

Cats who owed, but never made it out the hood 

If they offered you pleas and you went to court with it 

My dawgs doin time cause you got caught with it 

Or if you need cheddar, blast heat whenever 

And run from the cops cause you know the streets better 

Dope niggaz who rich cause they know connects 

Or dope niggaz who spit but got no connects 

If you pitch to pay rent, but get no business 

Life in the state pen but get no visits 

Fend for yourself cause you ain't got no boys 

Ride or die, really you ain't got no choice 

If your alibi's straight when you're wanted on the stand 

Soldiers that take they football numbers like a man 

Hustle O-Z cause your product rich there 

Hood know you snitch but you gotta live there 

You held your man shot, you don't know where it hit him 

And you tryin to buy guns, you don't know where to get 'em 

If you strapped in the streets with your palms all black 

Young G's that gotta see they moms on crack 

Pop can't be found, hand me down 

When you the oldest out of five, hold the family down 

If you caught a body and your wiz hid you out 

If you slept in the park when moms kicked you out 

Or if you gonna die, you gon' leave with a slug 

Idolized your big bro, but he was a thug 

If you squeeze your leather first 'cause it never hurt 

Street cats that never work cause it never worked 

Or if you got your shit snatched, gripped, clipped the mack 

Too small for the kickback, but gotta get your shit back 

Killed niggaz playin, but you was only boxin 

Accept twenty flat as your only option 

Calm in the jungle in between the system 

If you high on parole and gotta clean your system 

If you told 'em to stop, cause soon you'll lose it 

Pull up your pants leg, bullet wounds to prove it 

Or if you grabbed the liquor, swallow it hard 

If they drive-by on you but you follow the car 

Full clip cause your foes is lurkin; or the D's at your door 

with a picture, "Do you know this person?" 

If you dead broke, but forced into extortin 

Cause your girl pregnant and she don't want a abortion 

Got charged before, strap a gun anyway 

Took the state's lawyer, but you won anyway 

Stand up cats beat the odds by far 

Real recognize real, R.R.R. 

 

Don't mistake a amped up nucca.. for what? 

For a stand up nucca.. I won't 

If you a stand up nucca.. then what? 

Then stand up nucca.. R.. R.. R.. 

 

Basically, that's about it... 

Hope you people get a better understanding... 

And roll with me... geah! 

Let's get into it... 

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